January 2012
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“like many others before me, i propose that instead the goal is to lose one’s...”
– j. halberstam, the queer art of failure (via ibik23)
Get it Halberstam.
(Write it!) like disaster.
December 2011
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whofoundwhat:
I may or may not have pulled muscles in my side and shoulder while energetically dancing in the car.
Also there is a mouse in this house that I can hear scratching and it is driving me up the walls.
#Classic winter break
if you didn’t dance you’d be no friend of mine.
but i hope the stars in your shoulder/side/mousehouse all align.
in case anyone was wondering
operation DRINK A BEER AND CUT MY HAIR was a great success
although it nearly became “operation drink a beer and cut my ear”
a little catchier
a little more van gogh
ultimately bloodier
Procrastination: MFK style.
purplesamurai:
Marry/Fuck/Kill - The First Triumvirate:
M-Crassus: Sure, he’s a tool, but he’s also filthy rich, and you’ll only have to deal with him until the Parthian campaign in 53.
F-Caesar: Because DAYUM.
K-Pompey: Because he was an asshole.
Marry/Fuck/Kill - The Second Triumvirate:
M-Octavian/Augustus: Sure, he’s a complete psychopath, but he really mellows out after Actium, and he...
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Fuck Yeah The Mountain Goats!: Andrew Jackson... →
While the kickstarter campaign to fund the Mountain Goats cover album, Tallahassee Turns Ten, was successfully funded a few days ago, the funding doesn’t end until December 17th. Meanwhile, Andrew Jackson Jihad and Jeffrey Lewis have been added to the roster of contributing artists. Andrew…
I’M SURE THAT WE’LL BOTH ALL DECOMPOSE
November 2011
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NYPD throw out over 5,000 books from the OWS... →
todivefor:
Dive and retrieve! Dive and retrieve!
headache saga never ends
superdreaming:
MRI on monday. do you think i’m allowed to ask for copies of my scans so i can hang them on my walls?
(#lindseyipromiseiwon’tactuallydecoratewithmedicalsupplies)
DO ITTTTTTTTT we can hang them up with my captain & tennille record
October 2011
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September 2011
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superdreaming:
so i’ve been too busy for tumblr this semester (#what #iknow) but i just wanted to let the entire internet know that i am really winning at professors right now…the writer in residence this year just emailed me to tell me he made me a mix cd, and included the disclaimer that it only features one Jawbreaker song (we bonded over Jawbreaker at the department dinner after his reading...
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July 2011
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June 2011
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Watchcircledonamap:
OH, LOOK. IT’S ME.
Enjoy my monologue in the beginning and the eventual cover of “Us” by Regina Spektor.
(I am sorry it is hard to see my ukulele. This here webcam is hard to configure.)
I miss your crippling social awkwardness and #dulcetones and you(ke) in general.
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Watchfuckyeahthemountaingoats:
The Mountain Goats — Boxcar (Jawbreaker cover)
identified the “watching cops and reading didion” line.
so fond.
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I am a native of the North folk, and that could...
I should probably stop singing “North Pole.”
May 2011
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Lazy Self-Indulgent Book Reviews: For Everyone... →
lazybookreviews:
Here is the funniest thing I’ve seen in McSweeney’s for ages: “I Regret To Inform You That My Wedding To Captain Von Trapp Has Been Cancelled.”
Dear Friends, Family and Austrian nobility,
Captain Von Trapp and I are very sorry to inform you that we no longer plan to wed. We offer our deepest…
e-mailed my high school English teacher and asked...
circledonamap:
Since all of his predictions about my life have come true so far, I figure he might have some input about the future and English-y things, like grad school and poetry and teaching.
(Also, he is simply wonderful and I want to be just like him.)
you’ll simply slay.
be great.
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“But since I am neither a camera eye nor much given to writing pieces which do...”
– Joan Didion, Intro to Slouching Towards Bethlehem
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circledonamap:
Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned; The best lack all conviction, while the worst Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some...
